I always thought
you were my best friend...

I will crawl out of hell
On my hands and knees...

She never has the time
To slow down and take a break...

You're my drug
My demon I can't face down...

The world seeks peace
But it's efforts are eluded...

I use to be a writer
a painter, a muse...

I walk along the shoreline
I've been here many times...

I sit here all the time
It never completely shuts down...

I feel the pain
dragging me into the...

Just like the ocean,
so calm and serene...

I can see the pigment of my skin
But somehow I am fading...

In the dead of night
You consume my mind...